Autumn Eyes

70JFwxBlood moon at zenith

From earth fog will rise

Prospects awaiting

Seen through autumn eyes


Cunning and patient

While folly foils fear

Silently stalwart

As hot breath draws near


Wind winds the cornstalks

A deep throaty hiss

Blackbirds go silent

A sign alls amiss


Ripe rabble en route

Yet focused on farce

Caught within whirlwind

Too beguiled to parse


Soon passing threshold

Point of no return

Eyes glowing hotter

Revealing the yearn


Rustling unbidden

And shifts unexplained

Imminent movement

From malice unchained


Traversing corn maze

Dupes still unaware

As soon all succumb

To Halloweens scare

- by A.E. October, 2016